When the helicopter arrived outside Chang'an, it was not yet eleven o'clock. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The world outside the city was dead silent.

Wu Ming looked at the ice pick and asked, "Can you still enter the city at this time?"

Ice Pick said: "It stands to reason that it can't, but you can rest assured, I have a way." ”

Wei Chong didn't speak, he wanted to see how to pick ice, several of them were normal people, if they wanted to enter the city, Ta Ling would not pay attention to it, but the guards of Chang'an City would not agree.

To Wei Chong's surprise, Icicle did not take them to drill the dog hole, but swaggered to the main city gate, and gave the police guarding the city gate, I don't know how much money they stuffed, the police didn't think about it, and allowed them to enter the city.

Wei Chong really doesn't know how to complain, as long as he gives some money, he can easily enter the city, it seems that the problem of corruption, Peng Ru has not solved it, as long as he has a little power in his hands, he can find ways to ask for benefits.

Peng Ru wanted to build a perfect Chang'an City, but Wei Chong felt that there was no hope, and all kinds of problems emerged one after another, and it was impossible to achieve perfection.

After entering the city, led by Ice Pick, the group made a beeline for the Babel Pagoda, which is located in the center of the city.

Ice Pick's understanding of the location of the Divine Tower was indeed too surprising to Wei Chong.

The Tongtian Divine Tower has given birth to a tower spirit, but Peng Ru has not withdrawn the guards, this tower is too important and needs to be closely protected.

Ice pick looked at the Tower of Heaven from afar and instructed, "I'll just guard here, and the rest will be up to you." ”

Wu Ming was extremely excited, and his face was shining, because just now, Ice Pick told them that whoever destroyed the Tongtian Divine Pagoda would be rewarded with tens of millions of yuan.

Wu Ming rushed to the front, not even looking at the guards around the Divine Tower, and before he could rush to the Divine Tower, he was already pointed by the guards at the chest with guns.

"This idiot!"

Ice Pick was so angry that he stomped his feet, fearing that after Wu Ming was captured, he would tell their plan, and immediately took out a small knife, intending to kill Wu Ming with a flying knife.

Wei Chong said: "Brother Nan, do it!"

The Southern Boxing King had already been authorized by Wei Chong, and when he heard this, he immediately pounced, his fists were like raindrops, as if he regarded Ice Pick as a peerless master.

I never thought that Icicle was really a master, his body fell back, his feet lightly touched the ground, and the whole person flew backwards when he landed, easily avoiding the Lianzhu fist of the Southern Boxing King.

Wei Chong flew up and pounced, but he pounced on the Southern Boxing King.

This move surprised the Southern Boxing King, but he still raised his fist and swung at Wei Chong, seeing a sly smile on the corner of Wei Chong's mouth, he immediately understood that Wei Chong's move was to confuse the icicle.

Sure enough, Ice Pick saw Wei Chong attacking the Southern Boxing King, and she was going to escape, so she immediately changed her strategy, held a short knife, and rushed towards the Southern Boxing King.

But at this moment, Wei Chong turned around and slashed at the ice pick with one palm, while the Southern Boxing King grabbed the ice pick's left arm from the other direction.

Two masters, teaming up to deal with the same person, and also using trickery, in this case, the ice pick can't dodge no matter what.

"You ......"

Ice pick's arms were suddenly controlled, and she was stunned, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, and the cold invaded her whole body.

"Get a good night's sleep!" Wei Chong smiled slightly, and as he spoke, he struck the back of the ice pick's head, and the ice pick fell into a coma.

The Southern Boxer King looked at the ice pick and said in a low voice, "Brother Wei, I will go back to Qinghe immediately and monitor Wan Qi Qingyun." ”

Wei Chong said: "Don't be so anxious, since you have come to Chang'an City, you will stay for two more days to relax and relax." ”

The Southern Boxing King was not easy to shirk, so he immediately picked up the ice pick and asked, "Where are you going?"

It definitely can't be sent to the super red envelope shop, Wei Chong thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to go to the warehouse of the honey factory first.

Tang Tingfeng recently handed over the honey factory to the vice president, and he devoted all his energy to the development of the Red Envelope Group.

On the way to the honey factory, Wei rinsed off the powder of the disguised beads on his face, restored his original appearance, and the uncle who guarded the factory saw Wei Chong's face, and immediately handed the key to Wei Chong with a smile.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Wei Chong found a rope, tied the ice pick firmly to the chair, and then splashed water on the ice pick.

Ice Pick opened her eyes, her vision was still very blurry, but Wei Chong's face still scared her.

She looked at Wei Chong in horror and asked in a trembling voice, "What...... How could it be you? I'...... I'm ......."

"Tell me where Wan Qi Qingyun is hiding, and I'll let you go back. Wei Chong said lightly.

Now that Ice Pick knows him, things are much easier to do, and it saves a lot of tongues, and there is no need to say many threatening words.

Ice Pick quickly came back to his senses, smiled, glared at the Southern Boxing King, and said, "Who are you?"

The Southern Boxer clasped his hands to his chest and pinned his head to the side, not looking at the icicle.

Wei Chong sighed: "Ice pick, I advise you to get acquainted with each other, don't force me to be rude." ”

Icicle also followed the example of the Southern Boxing King, tilting his head to one side, not wanting to pay attention to Wei Chong.

Wei Chong sighed, took out a bottle of potion from his arms, and said with a smile: "Then this bottle of potion, I'll give you a drink first." ”

That potion was the corpse potion that Wei Chong had snatched from the drop point in Qinghe City.

As soon as the ice pick saw the bottle, his whole face suddenly turned extremely pale.

Seeing that beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, quickly converging into a line of water at her chin and dripping to the ground, Wei Chong was very satisfied, which showed that the body-strengthening potion distributed by Wan Qi Qingyun to the people was not a good thing.

Wei Chong smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't this a health strengthening potion, why don't you drink it?"

Looking at the bottle of potion, Ice Pick couldn't calm down no matter what, she knew very well what kind of potion it was, once Wei Chong poured the potion into her mouth, what would become of her, she couldn't imagine it.

Wei Chong said: "Brother Nan, you can break her mouth open, let's see what will become of her after drinking this bottle of potion." ”

Although the Southern Boxing King didn't speak, he was still very reliable in doing things, and when he heard Wei Chong's words, he immediately pinched the chin of the ice pick and forced the ice pick's mouth open.

The icicle struggled, but the man was tied to a chair and couldn't move.

Wei Chong unscrewed the cap of the bottle and prepared to pour the potion into the mouth of the ice pick.

"I ...... I say!"

Ice Pick said hesitantly, and although the words were very vague, Wei Chong stopped and motioned for the Southern Fist King to let go.

"I said, I said ......"

The ice pick gasped for breath, and the sweat on his face flowed into his mouth.

Wei Chong sighed lightly: "If you were so obedient earlier, you don't need to be frightened by this." ”

Bing Pick breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know where Wan Qi Qingyun is, he gave me orders, and he used Internet messages. ”

Wei Chong's face sank, and he said coldly, "You want to drink a strengthening potion, right?"

Ice Pick shook his head vigorously and said in a groaning voice: "This is not a strengthening potion, it is a corpse potion, as long as you drink a bottle, after ten days, you will become a zombie." ”

Wei Chong's guess was indeed correct, in the past, Wan Qi Qingyun had made zombies outside Chang'an City, but now he was able to mass-produce corpse potions, and the progress was obvious.

Ten days later, it was almost the deadline given by Wan Qi Qingyun.

Wei Chong frowned slightly and asked, "What else do you know?"